Romantic Competition
Ding Dong, Ding Dong, Ding Dong
A series of prompt sounds seemed to make up for the previous quiet time when there were no prompt sounds, and they sounded without any regularity.
Xiang Jiu was originally standing on Xia Yi's shoulder, but the series of sounds seemed to drain all the energy out of his body. His front legs softened and he rolled off Xia Yi's shoulder.
Xia Yi quickly caught the little black ball that rolled down.
Even with such a simple action, she felt the effort, as if she was suddenly put into a period of time when she had not eaten for a long time, and the feeling of hunger and burning in the stomach swept over her.
This is what it feels like to not eat for three days.
"Yiyi, I wasn't like this before. It's just that this copy is different. Do you feel hungry?" Xiang Jiu was also a little confused. He subconsciously raised his voice to explain. Mixed with Xiang Jiu's voice was a soft sound like a feather sliding behind him.
“Swish.”
Xia Yi squatted down alertly, put Xiang Jiu behind his back and pushed him, then turned around and looked up. Seeing the arm coming down, he subconsciously blocked it with the dagger.
"Pop." The dagger hit the dead man's skin.
The sound was not the metallic sound Xia Yi had imagined. The dagger blade sank into the wound easily, revealing the soft texture inside that was like rose petals. The scent of roses seeped out from the wound.
The corpse, which had just closed its eyes, was still hard.
Now it is incredibly soft.
Xia Yi didn't have time to marvel. After one slash of the knife had no effect, he immediately pulled the dagger out. The dagger was firmly wrapped around the corpse's arm, and the movement of pulling the corpse out was repeated over and over again.
Xia Yi keenly realized that the corpse had no intention of killing her, but wanted to fight with her for the dagger.
What's on the dagger?
Xia Yi turned the handle of the dagger, dodging the corpse's hammer-swung arm while stroking the dagger, feeding the corpse with moves back and forth, fighting to delay time.
"Sister, hit him in the face. This corpse is against my face. It's too offensive!"
Xiang Jiu shouted and took two steps back. When he looked up at Xia Yi's actions, his pair of blue eyes were full of admiration. As he stepped back, he accidentally rubbed the rose bush behind him, and the withered roses fell to the ground.
He turned his head and saw that most of the bright roses that had originally filled the room were now withered.
Xiang Jiu paused for a moment, jumped onto the bed, and searched around the room for information. Sure enough, the space that had no clues before was now full of "clues".
He can also find space to use freely.
Without having time to determine the accuracy of the clues, Xiang Jiu quickly gathered all the information he could see into the space.
Paintings, love letters, gift boxes.
Fortunately, his portable space is large enough to store all the information.
"Xiangjiu, let's go." The strength of the corpse was growing stronger and stronger. Xia Yi weighed his moves and realized that it was getting difficult. He called Xiangjiu and took two steps at a time towards the door.
Xiang Jiu jumped up from the bed with a bronze key in his mouth and landed accurately on Xia Yi's shoulder.
Before escaping from the door, Xia Yi turned his head and saw the corpse holding a dagger in his hand. He stared at the dagger intently, and his face, which was exactly the same as Xiang Jiu's, was full of death. He had inserted the dagger into his chest himself.
As if deliberately letting people witness the suicide scene, the door closed automatically with a "bang" the moment the corpse inserted the dagger into the chest.
"Xiang Jiu." Xia Yi murmured.
"I'm here." Xiang Jiu didn't look back, staring at the somewhat different corridor in a daze. When he heard Xia Yi's words, he couldn't help but tilt his head and said sweetly.
"Just now, the expression on your corpse's face..." Xia Yi thought for a moment and said slowly, "It was very ugly!"
"Meow meow meow?" Xiang Jiu defended himself. Xia Yi couldn't just put the monster's expression on it. It was the monster that was ugly, not him.
"I know." Xia Yi raised his hand and rubbed Xiang Jiu's head. The furry touch dispelled the coldness in his palm.
Behind the Door - A researcher who plays a monster in a dungeon hired a monster and woke up from the dungeon.
The rose absorbed the dissipated energy, and the fallen leaves shook and sprouted new buds. She murmured in a shrill voice, "It's the smell of energy. It's different from all the energy I've absorbed before. So gentle, so comfortable..."
The monster hidden in the corpse is larger and smarter than the roses scattered on the ground. The researcher in the laboratory is looking for someone to pass on the message, and he is the one he is looking for.
He described it truthfully: "Yes, I don't need to wear the machine. I was very hungry just now. It was like I hadn't eaten for a long time. I absorbed it without any consciousness."
"I've never eaten a human before, so how do I know the difference between the energy provided by this food and the energy just now... I'm helping you, can you still provide me with the same energy as before? It's really delicious, and I won't get a stomachache if I eat it... It came from those two people."
Xia Yi naturally didn't know that the group of monsters behind the stairs were discussing her and Xiang Jiu.
She found a corner and was looking at what Xiangjiu found in the room.
"Sister, I think there is a girl in this room. Look, the music box and notebook are both pink and tender, and they don't look like something boys would use." Xiang Jiu raised his paw and fiddled with the notebook.
"uncertain."
Xia Yi squatted down and opened one of the notebooks. There were only a few lines of words written on the notebook.
On June 19th, he is coming to find me and take me away from this home. Tomorrow is my birthday. Will he come to take me away tomorrow? He is right. The world is so big. If I leave, my parents will never find me.
June 20th is my birthday today, I am 22 years old, and I received the music box he gave me. This is my first birthday, and I believe it is also a new life. I will be able to leave this home soon.
On June 21, he did not come.
On June 22, he didn't come. Did something happen to him?
On June 23rd, nothing happened to him… He won’t come, I’m not lying.
"Sister Yiyi, his parents seem to treat her very badly. Look, they're both alcoholics. I don't have a good impression of alcoholics." Xiang Jiu peeled off the notes one by one, piecing together the contents, and couldn't help but feel angry. "Only cowards who have no self-control will drink."
"She...he is a boy?" Xiang Jiu asked in surprise.
Xia Yi took a look at the cracked painting that was pieced together. The painting was a self-portrait of a family of three. The boy's painting skills were very good. The painting had both sides, both of which looked like a family of three, but the two of them standing in the middle were both the image of a girl and a boy.
In the girl's picture, she sees her father's loving heart and her mother's gentleness, and the family of three is living in harmony. In the boy's picture, both his parents are holding up bottles of wine, and he is standing in the corner of the picture.
"Yeah, but his parents probably raised him as a girl and kept him very strict. He couldn't even send a card when he graduated from college. Instead, his parents gave him a gift box."
Xia Yi pointed to the cards in the corner, pieced them together briefly, and said, "Perhaps he thought the boy was a girl, giving him hope of escaping the cage. However, his identity was revealed, and he never contacted him again. The boy couldn't bear the gap, and then committed suicide."
"What a shame! He's already an adult, and I don't think he cares about his parents. He can leave at any time if he wants to, but if he commits suicide, he'll lose everything." Xiang Jiu muttered, "I'm still afraid of dying every day in the dungeon."
Xia Yi paused and didn't answer.
However, after going through two copies, her mentality changed dramatically.
At the very least, she will feel that life is truly precious.
Xia Yi stood up and looked intently at the long corridor in front of him. Such a background, and such a memorable scene. "Xiang Jiu, don't you think this mystery game, apart from the surface, is very similar to a dungeon? I remember that dungeon also had twelve doors. I've seen the live broadcast of it."
Xia Yi paused and said, "Although the backgrounds are different each time, there is one thing in common: the crimes behind the twelve doors are committed by the same person. Only one door is opened at a time in a dungeon. After opening three doors, someone will be asked to identify the murderer. If there is an error, one person will be randomly expelled from the dungeon."
Xiang Jiu listened, chose a door without hesitation, and turned the handle.
Luckily, I turned to the second door and it opened with a click.
"Sister, are we entering a dungeon within a dungeon, stacking bugs?"
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